Confirming the Yield

“Hoo….”

I exhaled a stream of cigarette smoke in the bathroom and checked the app.

Just as I’d expected, her Difficulty had dropped.

Between yesterday and today, the sexual encounter count had already shaved it down from 138 to 136 — two points gone in no time.

One of my working theories — that sexual encounter count equaled number of partners — was officially dead.

If Seong Gaeul, whose profile still listed her as a newcomer, was already sitting at this number, the other OP girls might well be deep in the negatives.

If Difficulty goes negative, do I end up paying Sex Coins instead of mining them?

I entertained the useless thought for a moment, then switched screens.

A yield of 3,014 coins came out to roughly six hundred thousand won.

Factoring in the four hundred thousand I’d handed Seong Gaeul, I was up about two hundred thousand. Solid enough — but I still felt a twinge of regret.

I’d been so close at the end….

If I’d just held on a little longer. Ha….

There was nothing I could have done about it, though. Considering those dripping moans and that filthy, gorgeous body of hers, lasting as long as I had was already a win.

I glanced at the clock at the top of the app and kept running the numbers.

Yesterday we’d finished around one-thirty; right now it was barely past one-ten. And since the mining log listed dates rather than exact times, the reset almost certainly hit the moment the calendar flipped.

I finished the cigarette, pulled out a disposable toothbrush, and started brushing my teeth.

I still had one more round left with Seong Gaeul.

As I scrubbed, I steeled myself: ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠this time, I was going to make her finish first. No excuses.

That’s the only way I’ll know for sure….

Satisfaction: 22.

If we went again, would that number change — or stay locked where it was? And if it moved, would it settle on an average, or lock to a maximum?

I needed a clean answer.

Slap.

Just before I left the bathroom, I smacked both cheeks with my palms the way you’d slap on aftershave. Time to focus.

I’d already blown a clean load; Seong Gaeul had been wound up tight and then cooled back down. If you asked who held the advantage, it was obviously me.

Cock already standing stiff with anticipation for the round about to start, I opened the bathroom door and stepped out.

“Haah! Haah!”

Missionary again, same as before.

I’d worked her body hard through the foreplay and pushed inside — and even so, my defeat was already written on the wall. I’d last a little longer than last time, sure, but the wrecked look on her face and those helpless little moans were winding me up far too fast.

“Hngh… that feels good, oppa!”

The more she felt it, the filthier she got, until I wanted nothing more than to empty myself into her on the spot. And the closer she got to orgasm, the more worked up she became — which meant she felt everything that much harder.

Which brought me, by a miracle of three-step logic, to the conclusion that I was going to finish right before she did. Again.

This isn’t going to work.

Feeling the climax surge up a second time, I pulled out of her.

A man’s secret weapon: change the position.

Ignoring the cling of her inner walls as they tried to keep me, I caught her by the waist.

“Lie face-down for me.”

“Mm….”

She rolled over without a fuss. I guided her naturally spread legs back together. Lying flat like that hid her C-cup chest from view, which was a shame — but it put that ripe, full ass right in front of my face.

I settled my hips against those cheeks, took myself in one hand, and guided the head between her thighs. Moving slowly, I searched for her entrance by feel alone. Her closed legs hid everything from sight, but she was already so wet that finding the hole was easy.

I pushed in, and a lewd little sound slipped from Seong Gaeul’s lips.

“Hnn!”

This variation on doggy was a position short-dicked men could want all they liked and never manage. Less of the shaft went in, which made it easier for the guy to last — but it ground straight into what women called the G-spot, so she felt every stroke. On top of that, her firm ass worked like a cushion, making it that much easier to roll my hips.

Careful not to slip free of her, I started a steady advance and retreat.

Slap, slap—

My pelvis smacked into her plush rear with a filthy, wet rhythm. While I worked in silence, Seong Gaeul buried her face in the pillow and let out small, broken sounds.

“Hnn, haang! This position — hngh! — feels so good!”

She sounded like she was drowning in it, but it still wasn’t enough. Right then I noticed one of her ears peeking out from under the blanket.

“Haaugh!?”

The moment I gave that ear a light suck, her moan jumped an octave — and her insides clenched hard around me at the same time.

Schlick—

“Haang! Haang!”

Her ears were definitely a sweet spot; the way she was reacting left no room for doubt. Her shoulders jerked in little twitches in time with my hips. The way her walls kept wringing my cock, the way her moans kept climbing — both of them told me the finish line was right there.

Kh….

I crushed ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠down the climax that threatened to blow any second and kept thrusting. I didn’t let up on her ear, either, and before long I felt her inner flesh start to flutter and seize around me.

Then the small of her back, which had been lying easy against the mattress, arched up against gravity like a drawn bow.

“Haaaugh!!!”

At the same instant her pussy clamped down hard enough to milk me dry. I drove through that crushing pressure and buried myself as deep as I could go.

Throb, throb—

Only once I was sure she was coming did I let the second load go.

“Haa… haah, haah….”

After I finished, I stroked her cheek while she rode out the aftershocks and brought my mouth to hers. Her eyes were a little unfocused, but she answered the kiss on instinct.

Chup—

I had my hand on the doorknob, ready to leave, when Seong Gaeul called after me from behind.

“Today was really good, oppa. I can’t even remember the last time I came during sex. Heehee.”

“Glad to hear it. I had an amazing time too.”

“Really? So you’ll come back?”

Sales talk, most likely. If it had truly been that good, she’d have asked to see me off the clock. Still — hearing it put me in a good mood all the same.

“Of course. You’re working tomorrow, right? Same time okay?”

“Mhm. Message me tomorrow, then~.”

Whether she’d genuinely enjoyed it or was just laying on the charm, we said our goodbyes and I stepped out the door.

I was already pulling up the app as I headed down the stairs.

We’d gone twice today, no question — and her sexual encounter count hadn’t budged.

I had no idea what would happen with someone else, but at least I’d confirmed one thing: doing it multiple times with me in a single day didn’t stack the counter.

Next up was the mining log.

Unlike the Difficulty screen, the mining log had definitely changed.

Both Satisfaction and yield had jumped hard. I double-checked just in case the earlier three thousand had been added on top and pushed me past ten thousand — but after subtracting the thousand I’d spent on an Appearance Change Ticket last night, I was sitting on exactly 7,365 coins.

“So now the question is whether that Satisfaction number is an average or a max….”

I still didn’t have a feel for it. She’d orgasmed, so calling 53 a ceiling felt a little low — but if it was an average, that meant the number could still get dragged down, which was its own kind of weird.

And if it did get averaged down after the fact, what happened to coins you’d already withdrawn or spent in the shop? Did you go negative?

“Ah, forget it. I’ll check again tomorrow and go get a haircut.”

I was seeing Gaeul again tomorrow anyway; I could sort it out then. I still had to get my hair cut today, scout a gym, and make it to my part-time job — plenty on the plate already. Wasting time on a question with no immediate answer was a bad trade.

Better plan: tomorrow, when I slept with Seong Gaeul, I’d make her as satisfied as humanly possible in round one, then half-ass round two and finish quick. That ought to give me a much cleaner read.